James Morrison - Get To You Lyrics
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Get To You
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What Are The Lyrics For Get To You By James Morrison?
So close to midnight, under the streetlights.
Leaving behind what I don't need. I've walked like a blind man and my eyes are open. You are the only place for me, yeah. Won't you hold on just for a while? Please don't give up on me tonight. 'cause I'm on my way, I chased the day. And I'll keep running all night. I just won't rest to catch my breath. I will run every red light to get to you. No, I will get to you. No, I will get to you. I'll chase past the tail light, head for the skyline. Hoping that that won't change your faith. I see them appearing, the cracks in the pavement. Running I pray I'm not too late. Won't you hold on just for a while? Please, please don't give up on me tonight. 'Cause I'm on my way, I chased the day. And I'll keep running all night. I just won't rest to catch my breath. I will run every red light to get to you. No, I will get to you. No, I will get to you. I'll get to you. Just hold on a little longer. I'll get to you. Oh just don't give up on me love. I will get to, I will get to you. 'Cause I'm on my way, I chased the day. And I'll keep running all night. I just won't rest to catch my breath. I will run every red light to get to you. No, I will get to you. No, I will get to you. I will. I will get to. I will get to you. |
Who Wrote Get To You By James Morrison?
Fraser Smith, James Morrison, Nina Woodford
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What's The Duration Of The Get To You By James Morrison?The duration of Get To You is 3:33 minutes and seconds. |
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